Runway.

Today was not a good day for photographs on my half marathon- well, especially not with an iPhone camera. I imagine a ‘proper’ camera could have captured something quite special.

However, I have been meaning to snap a shot of one of these walk ways (or runways, as I like to view them) at the Borrowdale end of the lake for quite some time & failing to do so.

I can’t help but think there’s something quite exotic & other-worldly about a walkway. To me, it’s the epitome of support; it’s there for explorers of unpredictable & fragile terrain but it also holds a promise of something exciting once you reach the other end.

That exciting ‘something’ at the other end?...

Quite a few more hard miles it would seem but of course, once those hard miles have been conquered, the feeling of accomplishment is like gold dust.